As I sit here and wonder
How it would be,
How it would be to not be alone-
How it would be to be loved-
To be wanted.
And as I sit here-
Wanting-
Longing-
Yearning-
You walk by,
as if I
don't
even
exist.

The wind howls
through me
as I stare with eyes
filled with tears-
as I stare with blurred sight-
And I now know
that I will never
know what it is like
to
be
loved-
to not be alone-
to be wanted.

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